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Boys are being trained at one school for geniuses, girls at another. Neither knows the other exists--until now. The New York Times bestselling author of Bird Box invites you into a world of secrets and chills in a coming-of-age story like no other.

NOMINATED FOR THE BRAM STOKER AWARD - "Josh Malerman is a master at unsettling you--and keeping you off-balance until the last page is turned."--Chuck Wendig, New York Times bestselling author of Blackbirds

J is a student at a school deep in a forest far away from the rest of the world.

J is one of only twenty-six students, all of whom think of the school's enigmatic founder as their father. J's peers are the only family he has ever had. The students are being trained to be prodigies of art, science, and athletics, and their life at the school is all they know--and all they are allowed to know.

But J suspects that there is something out there, beyond the pines, that the founder does not want him to see, and he's beginning to ask questions. What is the real purpose of this place? Why can the students never leave? And what secrets is their father hiding from them?

Meanwhile, on the other side of the forest, in a school very much like J's, a girl named K is asking the same questions. J has never seen a girl, and K has never seen a boy. As K and J work to investigate the secrets of their two strange schools, they come to discover something even more mysterious: each other.

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"Creepy. . . a novel whose premise is also claustrophobic and unsettling, but more ambitious than that of Bird Box . . . Inspection is rich with dread and builds to a dramatic climax."--TheWashington Post

"This unlikely cross between 1984 and Lord of the Flies tantalizes."--Kirkus Reviews

"Malerman builds a striking world. . . . As he did in Bird Box, Malerman's crafted an irresistible scenario that's rich in possibility and thematic fruit. . . . Where [Bird Box] confined us behind a blindfold, Inspection rips it off." --The A. V. Club

"A must read . . . It's a wonderful thing, digging into a new Josh Malerman novel--no idea what to expect, no clue where his twisted mind is going to take you."--Cemetery Dance

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Boys are being trained at one school for geniuses, girls at another. Neither knows the other exists-until now. The New York Times bestselling author of Bird Box invites you into a world of secrets and chills in a coming-of-age story like no other.

"Josh Malerman is a master at unsettling you-and keeping you off-balance until the last page is turned."-Chuck Wendig, New York Times bestselling author of Blackbirds

J is a student at a school deep in a forest far away from the rest of the world.

J is one of only twenty-six students, all of whom think of the school's enigmatic founder as their father. J's peers are the only family he has ever had. The students are being trained to be prodigies of art, science, and athletics, and their life at the school is all they know-and all they are allowed to know.

But J suspects that there is something out there, beyond the pines, that the founder does not want him to see, and he's beginning to ask questions. What is the real purpose of this place? Why can the students never leave? And what secrets is their father hiding from them?

Meanwhile, on the other side of the forest, in a school very much like J's, a girl named K is asking the same questions. J has never seen a girl, and K has never seen a boy. As K and J work to investigate the secrets of their two strange schools, they come to discover something even more mysterious: each other.

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Josh Malerman is a New York Times bestselling author and one of two singer/ songwriters for the rock band The High Strung. His debut novel, Bird Box, is the inspiration for the hit Netflix film of the same name. His other novels include Unbury Carol and Inspection. Malerman lives in Michigan with his fiancée, the artist/musician Allison Laakko.

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Good Morning at the Parenthood!

No boy had ever failed an Inspection.

For this, J felt no anxiety as the steel door creaked open before him, as the faces of the Parenthood looked out, as the Inspectors stood against the far wall, each with a hand on the magnifying glasses hooked to their belts. J had done this every morning of his life, every morning he could remember, and, despite Q’s theories on likelihoods and probabilities (his idea that eventually someone must fail in order to justify a lifetime of Inspections), J felt no doubt, no dread, no fear.

“Enter, J,” Collins called. Collins, the stuffiest, oldest, burliest Inspector of all. The man smelled of old textbooks. His belly hung so far over his belt D joked he kept an Alphabet Boy hidden in there. That’s where we come from, D had said. But all the Alphabet Boys knew they came from the Orchard, having grown on the Living Trees.

“Come on, then,” Collins said. It was a wonder any words at all made it through the man’s bushy brown mustache.

J knew the Inspector did not speak for himself.

D.A.D. must’ve given the signal it was time to begin.

To the snickers of L, D, and Q behind him, J entered and removed his pajamas, folding them and placing them in a neat pile upon the steel end table by the Check-Up room door. As the door was closing behind J, D called, “Shoulda showered, J!” And J pointed at him, the Alphabet Boys’ gesture that meant, You’re a jerk, brother.

The door locked into place, his clothes nicely piled, J stepped to the pair of rubber footprints on the cold steel floor. Winter was close, arriving perhaps as soon as tomorrow. And while J enjoyed the Effigy Meet as much as his brothers, he liked to keep the cold outside. The Check-Up room was as frigid as any he knew in the Turret.

“Turn,” Inspector Collins said. He and Jeffrey observed from a distance, always the first step of the morning’s Inspection. The dogs breathed heavy behind the glass door beyond the men. J turned to his left. He heard the leather of D.A.D.’s red jacket stretching. The man, as of yet out of sight, must have crossed his arms or sat back in his chair.

Winter outside the Turret could be brutal. Some years were worse than others. J, nearing his thirteenth birthday along with his twenty-three brothers, had experienced twelve winters. And with each one, Professor Gulch warned the boys about depression. The sense of loneliness that came from being stuck inside a ten-story tower, when the Orchard and the Yard froze over, when even the pines looked too cold to survive.

Hysteria, J thought. He shook his head, trying to roll the idea out his ear. It was a word he didn’t like anywhere inside his head. As if the four syllables had the same properties as Rotts and Moldus, Vees and Placasores. The very diseases the Inspectors searched him for now.

“Turn.”

Collins again. His gruff voice part and parcel of the Check-Up room. Like the sound of clacking dishes in the cafeteria. Or the choral voices of his brothers in the Body Hall.

“Cold,” J said, turning his back to the Inspectors, facing now the locked door.

It was often chilly in the Check-Up room; unseen breezes, as if the solid-steel walls were only an illusion, and the distorted reflections unstable drawing on the wind. J imagined a slit somewhere, a crack in those walls, allowing pre-winter inside. It was similar, J thought, to the veterinarian’s office in Lawrence Luxley’s book Dogs and Dog Days. The brilliant leisure writer had described the poor animals’ reactions so well:

Unwelcoming, cold, it was as though Doctor Grand had intentionally made it so, so that the dogs understood the severity of their visits. And still, despite the inhospitable environs, the dogs understood that the room was good for them. That their lives depended on these regular visits. Some of them were even able to suppress their basest instincts . . . the ones that told them to run.

J had memorized all of Lawrence Luxley’s books. Many of the Alphabet Boys had.

“Turn.”

J did as he was told. Always had. The routine of the Inspections was as ingrained in his being as chewing before swallowing.

And with this third turn, he faced D.A.D.

A thrill ran through him, as it always had, twelve years running, to see D.A.D. for the first time in the day.

The bright-red jacket and pants were like a warm fire in the cold Check-Up room. Or the sun coming up. “Did you sleep well, J?”

D.A.D.’s voice. Always direct, always athletic. J wasn’t the only Alphabet Boy who equated the man’s voice with strength. Comfort. Security. Knowledge.

“I actually did not,” J said, his twelve-year-old voice an octave deeper than it was only a year ago. “I dreamt something terrible.”

“Is that right?” D.A.D.’s hazel eyes shone above his black beard, his hair black, too. J had black hair. Just like his D.A.D. “I’m intrigued. Tell me all about it.”

“Turn,” Collins said. And J turned to face the Inspectors and the dogs all over again.

No longer facing D.A.D., the color red like a nosebleed out of the corner of his eye now, J recounted his unconscious struggle. He’d been lost in a Yard four hundred times the size of the one he enjoyed every day. He described the horror of not being able to find his way back to the Turret.

“Lost?” D.A.D. echoed. The obvious interest in his voice was as clear to J as the subtle sound of his leather gloves folding around his pencil.

Yes, J told him, yes, he’d felt lost in the dream. He’d somehow strayed too far from the Turret and the Parenthood within. He couldn’t remember how exactly—the actual pines framing the Yard in were not present in this dream. But he was certainly very anxious to get back. He could hear his floor mates Q, D, and L calling from a distance but could not see the orange bricks of the tower. He couldn’t make out the iron spires that framed the roof’s ledge like a lonely bottom row of teeth. Teeth J and the other Alphabet Boys had looked through many nights, having found the nerve to sneak up to the roof. Nor could he see the tallest of the spires, the single iron tooth that pointed to the sky like a fang. Gone were the finite acres of the Yard, the expanse of green lawn between himself and the Turret. So were the reflections in the many elongated windows of the many floors. In their stead was endless green grass.

And fog.

“Well, winter is upon us,” D.A.D. said. His voice was control. Always. Direction. Solution. Order. “Couldn’t even see the fang, hmm? No sign of the Parenthood at all. No sign of home.”

J thought of the yellow door on the roof, visible all the way from the Yard below. He thought of the solid orange bricks and how, on a summer day, the Turret resembled a sunrise.

“No,” he said, shaking his head, looking to the silent faces of the Inspectors, who quietly fingered the magnifying glasses at their belts. J understood now, as a twelve-year-old boy, something he hadn’t at eleven: The Inspections didn’t begin when the Inspectors used their glasses. It began the second you walked through the door.

“You must have been so scared,” D.A.D. continued. His voice was fatherhood. Administration. Always. “But, tell me, did you eventually find the Turret before waking?”

J was quiet a moment. He scratched at his right elbow with his left hand. He yawned a second time.

Hysteria, he thought again. He actually made fists, as if to knock the thought out of his head. Professor Gulch taught psychology and often stressed the many ways a boy’s mind might turn on itself: mania, attention deficit, persecution, dissociation from reality, depression, and hysteria. For J, it had all sounded like distant impossibilities. Conditions to be studied for the purpose of study alone. Certainly J wasn’t afraid of one day experiencing these states of mind himself. Yet here he was . . . twelve years old . . . and how else could he explain the new, unknown feelings he’d been having of late? What would Gulch call the sense of isolation, of being incomplete, when he looked out across the Yard, toward the entrance to the many rows of the Orchard? To where the Living Trees grew?

The boy recalled his childhood as though through a glass with residue of milk upon it. Unable to answer the simple question: Where do I come from?

Another Lawrence Luxley line. A real zinger, as Q would say.

But no, J thought, there in the Check-Up room. He wasn’t trying to answer that question at all. No boy had ever determined which of the cherry trees in the Orchard were the ones they had grown on. And as far as J knew, they were fine with that.

Weren’t they?

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Editora ‏ : ‎ Del Rey Books; 1ª edição (17 setembro 2019)
Idioma ‏ : ‎ Inglês
Capa comum ‏ : ‎ 400 páginas
ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 1524797014
ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-1524797010
Dimensões ‏ : ‎ 13.97 x 2.21 x 20.83 cm

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Avaliado nos Estados Unidos em 29 de março de 2019

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Inspection by Josh Malerman is a slow-burning tale about two groups of children, one group of boys and one group of girls, that are raised as a science experiment. The goal is to prove that they can accomplish brilliant things if only they weren’t distracted by the opposite sex.

When I first read the blurb for this book, I was so excited that I preordered it right then and there. Unfortunately, I think I let my high expectations get the best of me for this one…

While reading, the slow burn format of the story was definitely bumming me out a bit. I don’t love slow plots to begin with. In this case I was definitely expecting more of an intensely sinister tale.

Repetition was also a major issue for me. There was just so much of it, that it had me skimming from time to time.

Once I had finished reading the book, and thought back about how the overall story played out, I definitely respected the way that the author organized the story line. I really enjoyed how innocent things seemed for the most part. I especially loved when you got little glimpses into the darkness behind everything. But I, personally, would have liked the story more if it had gone a bit darker.

Then there was the ending… Now that was by far my favorite part of the book. The ending was intense! It was a horrific ending; there was darkness, violence, lots of blood, and a one element of very torturous revenge.

I felt like the very end finally showed how dark and intense these towers were. I found myself equally pleased with how well the darkness was hidden from the reader and the children throughout (though there were certainly hints of it throughout the story) and bummed that we didn’t get more of the darkness earlier.

While the slow burn format and the repetition just wasn’t my favorite, I would still say that I enjoyed this read. I thought the idea behind the tale was super interesting and eerie!

While I probably wouldn’t re-read this one, I would still definitely recommend this to others! And I would really love to see this one adapted into a film!

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All this is true, you will know because it hurts

Avaliado nos Estados Unidos em 4 de abril de 2019

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I have so many thoughts and feelings about this book. It captured the essence of the cult-like atmosphere of my high school program like nothing I’ve ever read from anyone who wasn’t there. Of course the concept is different, but is it? I had to put the book down sometimes when a similarity between Richard and Tim Brace (the charismatic cult leader type at my school) was too potent, when he used exact quotes I’d had whispered in my ear and yelled in my face for a year and a half straight. Of course I took part in Inspections in the dorms and through groups and workshops. Not to the same extreme, but our sexuality was stifled. The characters were somewhat vague, but that didn’t bother me as much as it usually might. I saw K and J and Q vividly, as I did with the writer. The ending is pretty rushed, but that’s ok I didn’t need details. I’m interested in what happens next, but still satisfied with the ending. Love to see it as a TV series, though I know a cast that large of kids that young has got to be difficult. Anyway it’s 5 stars after this and The Mars Room everything else seems lackluster

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Malerman's Brilliance Shines Through Again

Avaliado nos Estados Unidos em 7 de abril de 2019

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Josh Malerman is one of today's most creative, free-thinking horror authors. He writes in a diverse range of sub-genres, ranging from classic '80s-styled bloodbaths to think pieces set in the desert. Inspection continues his personal trend and is yet another fantastic example of his imagination and writing skills.

Some will claim this book isn't horror. Others will label it as a thriller or maybe something else entirely. But isn't it horrific to take 52 babies away from society and raise them in a world filled with lies and invasive daily inspections? Isn't it also horrific to remove their ability to choose for themselves by making them believe that no one else exists in the world? And even worse, to prevent them from knowing the truth about basic human functions such as conception and birth in order to completely omit the opposite gender from existence?

Each child lives in fear of being dubbed "spoiled rotten," which can lead to consequences none of them are prepared to deal with. Malerman explores how far people will go to protect their dreams, even if they're illegal and immoral. He also touches on the reality behind the high expectations that many parents place on their children.

I loved the sociopolitical implications of this book. It's a page-turner that's will grab your attention from the first page, and it gets even better at the halfway point. If you're already a fan of Malerman or enjoy intelligently written horror/thrillers, this is likely to become one of your new favorites.

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another hit by a talented author

Avaliado nos Estados Unidos em 22 de maio de 2020

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I came across this author thanks to the mind blowing "The Bird Box". This new novel does not disappoint. It's loaded with psychological horror, and thankfully low in the gore.
The idea for "The Inspection" would sound very familiar to the older education systems that segregated sexes into boys only and girls only classes, which believed academic knowledge was all the kids needed (learning social skills and interaction with the other half of the human species being secondary to a well rounded and well developed adult, apparently) and that being around the opposite sex would be an unnecessary distraction. Malerman takes the idea to the extreme of a sociological experiment conducted by unscrupulous people who segregate 2 groups (boys and girls) from infancy and raise them with no knowledge even of the existence of the opposite sex. This obviously requires the strictest control of the subjects, achieved with textbook methods well known to dictatorships and religious cults the world over.
The idea of conducting such a psychologically and emotionally abusive experiment on children is of course deeply disturbing, so be prepared to be disturbed. But then that's what you get with Malerman; if being disturbed is not your idea of fun, then he is not the author for you.
I withheld one star only because the ending didn't fully convince me. It seemed a bit too convenient, and I didn't feel it followed naturally from the rest of the book. But that's just me. I've devoured a staggering number of books since the shelter in place and this has definitely been one of the best. Thank you Mr Malerman for, in some measure, making this craziness a little more bearable to me even just for the few days it took me to finish the book.

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Avaliado nos Estados Unidos em 8 de janeiro de 2020

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You really shouldn’t read this review. I’m about to spoil this book and believe me, once that seal is broken the life-force of this story evaporates completely. I know this from first hand experience. This book was recommended by a friend who went on to summarize a bit too much of the tale. Take away any of the twists and turns in this book and you’re left with a story that seems to just be treading water rather than making any real headway. Allow me to elaborate.

Some twisted brand of scientific altruism leads a couple to establish a long term project: raising gifted children without awareness of gender or sexuality as a means of unlocking their intellectual potential. The story starts with what seems like a group of boys at a boarding school for gifted children. We slowly learn things are not quite what they seem and this isn’t anything close to a normal school. It’s an isolated tower in the woods where the boys are subjected to rigorous daily inspections (questioning, probing, and for some reason grown adults studying these boys’ naked bodies with magnifying glasses).

We know how these stories go. Things start to rumble and then to shake for real and then to crumble and then to collapse in on itself. It is an interesting process of discovery as a boy learns of another tower that contains other children that look like funny looking dudes--longer hair, deformed pectorals, etc. This starts off a sequence of events that leads to the children taking over the asylum. The conclusion is shockingly violent, but satisfying.

I would have enjoyed the book much more if I had no idea what it was about when I picked it up. But how do you convince someone to pick up a book like this without giving some insight into its content? This is why my friend spoiled it for me and this is why I can’t help but spoil everything here in this review.

The storytelling here is somewhat predictable and moves at a determined pace. Nothing particularly commendable or deficient in the writing. A fine, sometimes boring, sometimes fun, sometimes pretty strange book.

If you read this review, don’t read the book. If you haven’t read this review and are somehow reading this last sentence, then there’s still hope for you: read the book before it gets spoiled.

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